The Ghost contd…

Introduction:   A guy I once had a thing with had accused me of being heartless; had said: “You feed off pain, yours, mine and everyone else’s. That is the food for your poetry and prose; the nectar to your hive.” I don’t disagree with him. I am no preacher and neither do I pretend to be something holier than thou. I am just a … Continue reading The Ghost contd…

Time

Today I sit looking into the horizon; the colours are similar- similar to the day we sat hand in hand staring at the skyline. Our eyeballs had changed colors; our mouths had been shut; but our hearts rang with music. You told me that day- this is not the end. A goodbye said today is a hello said tomorrow. You will live in me as a vague memory; … Continue reading Time